Jan 26-27th 2009

So, on to another day. not as eventful.
I left work early on Mon.(5:15 is early for me these days) and I made it home by 6:15. I had a few pinning conversations with Rachel about whether or not I need to get milk, as she had her first night of class for the semester. Anyway, got the milk and I came home.
Apparently, my wonderful little girl had worn out her Mima who was so kind to watch her, as she was only interested in running around the room being chased, or being thrown up in the air and rough-housed. Typically, those are activities reserved for me, but with me not around, she decided Mima would fill in. So, I come through the door, call out "Ariella", and immediately I hear a loud "Ada" come from the other room, with a girl running out, blanky in tow to come jump in my arms. After giving multiple kisses we set the evening's agenda. "Ariella, here's the plan, we're going to eat dinner, have a bath, watch some wiggles with a bottle of milk, read brown bear, and then go to sleep." "ok!". "Yah" was her response.
So on to dinner. "Ariella, we're going to have some salami and rice, and orange juice, would you like some cheese to start off, then we'll switch?" "Yah" was her response once again. So we did just that. I got out the food and drink, switched table tops, started the meat, and then it got fun. She decided she needed to feed herslef with the spoon. So, for this I am very proud, because she tried so hard last night. She held the spoon with me and we fed her the whole dinner, switching off hands throughout, with my aid in then switching the direction of the spoon.
So dinner was a success, and she signaled she was done by pointing to the floor. I took her out, went into the other room, and started the bath. "Ariella, time for us to get your bath ready, and I need your help! Can you bring me your bath toys?" She walked into the living room, and grabbed with two hands her boat full of toys for the bath, and shlepped them against her tummy into the bathroom. I told her she had to put them in the bath, which she did, and we proceeded to undress, with her assistance. (I love it when she lifts her feet to me to take off her socks and pants.) Anyway, bath was a success, and she offered me her toes a few times that I should kiss them. They were wet and clean.
In the bath, I reiterated the plan with her assent. She stood up, got out, changed, and sat in the bed with wiggles while I got her bottle. She let me get her socks for her feet to stay warm, and we cuddled. We then proceeded to brown bear, and bed. All in all a good night, in bed at 7:35, out by 7:40, up the next day at 7:35am. Can't complain, and I hope this keeps up, as I sure do enjoy the sleep.